Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 325 The Wind Rises Again: Leng Yulai, you evil soul masters are really asking for trouble!

It's perfectly normal for a major power to have traitors from other powers.

Feng Zaixing never underestimated the brainwashing abilities of Shrek Academy and Tang Sect, two major forces, towards their disciples; such abilities were unmatched even by the Holy Spirit Cult.

Even disregarding the fact that Tang Sect disciples have changed their identities and joined the Spirit Pagoda, it's perfectly normal for students who graduated from Shrek Academy to be drawn to their alma mater.

"Focus on the personnel in your research department. I know you must have conducted background checks on them, but I don't think that will leave those two companies with no way to get to them," Feng Zaixing said.

"I see."

The matter concerns the life and death of a branch of the nation, and Leng Yaozhu understands its importance. An undercover agent does not need to enter the core of the Spirit Tower; as long as the message is sent out, it will cause a huge disaster.

In the following days, a turmoil swept through the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, with internal confidential meetings and resource allocation taking place day after day.

On the third night of their contact, Leng Yaozhu, "with no other choice," dialed Cao Dezhi's number. Her tone was angry and menacing, and her attitude was outwardly strong but inwardly weak. She reluctantly agreed to his condition that he would "participate in the Spirit Tower work but not put in any effort."

Cao Dezhi was secretly pleased, but outwardly he still feigned dissatisfaction, saying, "It seems that Lord Leng's attitude towards the Federation is still very firm. Even if it means sacrificing them, he is unwilling to betray the Federation. Why bother?"

Leng Yaozhu's eyes were icy cold as she said, "This is the biggest concession I can make after several days of negotiation with the core of this tower. If you dare to push your luck any further, my Spirit Transmission Tower will spare no effort to destroy the Tang Clan and slaughter all your disciples and descendants!"

Cao Dezhi sneered, "Fine! Fine! Fine! Then I hope Tower Master Leng remembers what I said today. If I find out that you are just talking the talk but are actually following the Federation's lead, I'm afraid some unpleasant things will inevitably happen."

Qian Gu Die Ting descended from the sky, his beard and hair wildly dancing, his face ancient and solemn. He roared, "You dare! If you dare to lay a hand on them, I will surely go to the Star Luo Continent and fight you to the death! Can your ruthless sword block my Panlong Cudgel?!"

Cao Dezhi's expression turned somber, as if he too was momentarily stunned by the threat posed by Qian Gu Die Ting. His attitude softened, and he said with a faint smile, "I may not be able to stop it, but someone else will."

"Thanks to the arrogant new temple master of the Temple of War, even Guan Yue was forced to leave and come here; actually, I don't quite understand why those old fogies in the Federation could let him run wild like that."

Qian Gu Die Ting said, "You don't need to worry about that, Master Cao. You'd better remember my threat! Anyone who dares to harm anyone from my Xingluo branch, I will make their entire family pay with their lives! Even if Yun Ming is right in front of me, I will say the same thing."

Cao Dezhi sneered, intending to utter a few more harsh words, but knowing that Qian Gu Die Ting had a stubborn personality, he knew that provoking the old man might really lead to some uncontrollable consequences. So he decided to be more careful with his words and softened his tone: "As long as the Spirit Pagoda doesn't overstep its bounds, I guarantee that every one of them will live a good life."

"That's for the best!" Qian Gu Die Ting's eyes widened, the communication device shattered, and the screen went black.

Seeing this scene from the distant Star Luo Continent, Cao Dezhi couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. As Qian Gu Die Ting got older, his temper also grew stronger.

However, this actually put him at ease, proving that Qian Gu Die Ting would not act rashly.

Thinking of this, Cao Dezhi frowned and looked at Leng Yulai, who was hiding in the shadows of the eaves not far away, and asked, "Have you completed the restrictions you placed on them?"

"Everyone else has finished downloading, except for Han Tianyi." Leng Yulai's voice was cold and beautiful, exuding the nobility of the Phoenix lineage and the unpredictability of an evil soul master.

Cao Dezhi was not satisfied with the result, and raised his voice a few decibels: "What? Han Tianyi bound her own hands and sealed her soul and mental power to protect the Spirit Pagoda branch, and you still couldn't put up a restriction under these circumstances?"

"So what? He is, after all, a Limit Douluo and a Divine Origin Realm expert. My spiritual power is far inferior to his."

Leng Yulai felt that Cao Dezhi was making things difficult for her, and her voice turned cold as she said, "If you, Sect Leader Cao, have the ability, why not do it yourself? Why cooperate with me?"

"Anyway, as long as he doesn't cooperate, I can't place a restriction on him that controls life and death. That old man claimed that he had fulfilled his responsibility by binding his own hands as the Spirit Pagoda, so it's absolutely impossible to place another restriction on him."

"Unless, the Ghost Emperor and the Demon Emperor return."

Cao Dezhi snorted and said, "I won't make things difficult for you, but you'd better remember that we are now in a relationship where we share both prosperity and adversity. Only by using the Star Luo Spirit Pagoda branch to stall the Spirit Pagoda headquarters can we calmly deal with the Federation army."

"That little bastard is too capable. Coupled with Chen Xinjie and the veteran and new generation of experts from the Temple of War, it's really a headache."

Leng Yulai chuckled and retorted, "I remember, the person Chen Xinjie cherishes most is that old hag Long Yeyue. If you tell him that Long Yeyue died at Feng Zaixing's hands, will he turn against Feng Zaixing?"

Cao Dezhi's expression changed. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "Back then, Yun Ming started the killing of Long Yeyue, Guan Yue blocked the way back, and Feng Zaixing finished it off. If you think about it this way, Feng Zaixing's role was actually the smallest."

"This matter can be used, but we must seize the right opportunity, otherwise it will backfire."

Leng Yulai smiled faintly and said, "I think you need to reflect on your own problems. Why did Yun Ming prefer to find his junior brother Guan Yue and cooperate with that little brat Feng Zaixing instead of informing you in advance before killing Long Yeyue?"

Cao Dezhi's face turned cold, but he didn't lash out on the spot. Instead, he changed the subject in a voice as cold as the other party's and said, "I also think you need to reflect on why your talent is not much worse than Ya Li's, but you didn't even qualify for Yun Ming's attention back then; you didn't qualify back then, and you're even less qualified now."

"Boom!"

A surge of soul power, like a volcanic eruption, emanated from Leng Yulai's body. Her eyes suddenly turned fierce, and she looked like a wolf ready to devour its prey.

"Heh, it's best to refrain from mocking your allies until you've resolved your own mental weaknesses."

Cao Dezhi chuckled and moved away, flying towards the arsenal.

Leng Yulai stared intently at the sound of his disappearance, her eyes dark and uncertain, surging with a variety of negative emotions such as anger, madness, and ferocity.

Suddenly, she heard another man's gentle, smiling voice.

"If you want revenge, why don't you take me to meet the people from the Spirit Pagoda branch? I guarantee they'll regret it for the rest of their lives."

The voice seemed very close, and Leng Yulai could clearly hear every word, yet it also seemed very far away, because Leng Yulai was certain that there was no sign of anyone within 500 meters!

I was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat!

"Who is it? Get out here!" Leng Yulai shouted in alarm, only to find to her horror that she could barely hear herself making any noise.

It is likely that the surrounding space inexplicably solidified, and the air entered a vacuum state within a certain distance, so that even sound lost its medium for propagation.

"It's right in front of you, you just have bad eyesight."

A helpless voice came, and the space in front of Leng Yulai distorted violently. A heroic and handsome figure walked out. The sharp lines outlined a handsome and resolute face. His skin was as white as jade, and he wore a faint smile. Only in the depths of his eyes, which were like a deep pool and a bright moon, was there a coldness that seemed impossible to dispel.

Leng Yulai's pupils suddenly contracted, and she abruptly flew backward: "Feng Zaixing? What are you doing here?"

She had no intention of fighting Feng Zaixing, knowing she was no match for him, and wanted to escape at top speed.

Saint Evil Formless shook his head, extended a large and slender right hand, and without any visible movement, it seemed as if he had grasped Leng Yulai's throat from thin air.

With a pull forward, Leng Yulai was thrown forward and crashed in front of him.

"The moment I appeared, the surrounding light elements fell under my control. Under the illusion created by the light, nothing here will be known to outsiders."

"Even if you die here, as long as I don't want it, no outsider will have any chance of finding out."

Saint Evil Formless calmly stated the facts, saying, "Now, your life or death is in my hands, so you'd better cooperate."

Leng Yulai raised her beautiful, deathly pale face, her smile revealing a strange madness: "I never imagined that Feng Zaixing, who is known for his ruthless killing and the name 'Jade-Faced Asura' that shakes the entire plane, would care so much about the life and death of a bunch of ants and travel thousands of miles to come here."

"Cao Dezhi really knows you well; the weaknesses you've exposed are fatal!"

The moment the other party appeared, Leng Yulai had doubts about their authenticity, but now she had no doubts at all, because with her cultivation level, the only person who could make her so disheveled without using her martial soul could be the Holy Venerable Douluo himself.

However, discovering that such a powerful person has a fatal weakness brings Leng Yulai a morbid joy.

Saint Evil Formless shook his head dismissively, saying casually, "Weakness? As long as I don't want to die, who in this world can kill me? You don't even have the ability to kill me, so what's the point of talking about lethality?"

"Now, your life and death are in my hands. If you don't surrender, you can try to outrun me."

Leng Yulai showed no fear upon hearing this, and simply said in a low voice, "It is meaningless for you to talk about the horrors of life and death with an evil soul master like me; because I have long lost the desire to live. The only belief that sustains me in life is my obsession with taking revenge on my despicable sister and my obsession with killing Yun Ming."

"The former Leng Yulai is long dead. The Dark Phoenix's heart is filled with boundless hatred. Your killing me is just to help me find relief. Anyway, I have already taken revenge on Ya Li. I can take revenge on my sister by activating the restrictions of the Spirit Pagoda before I die. I have little regret in dying."

Saint Evil Formless Body was genuinely surprised. Seeing that Leng Yulai's words did not seem to be false, he hesitated for a moment.

Leng Yulai thought she had succeeded and was about to say something more when she heard the other party sigh softly, as if helplessly saying, "It seems that talking to you nicely is useless. I have no choice but to use the power of the Underworld King to communicate with you. You evil soul masters really don't listen to reason and will have to drink the penalty cup."

Leng Yulai was taken aback, and then saw that the other party's aura suddenly changed. A layer of gray aura spread out from his body, as if the Netherworld Rebirth Domain had reappeared.

"not good!"

Leng Yulai was greatly shocked; in just a moment, her mind was stunned by the domain.

Feng Zaixing placed one hand on the top of her head, where her hair was as white as clouds.

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